Chapter 2802 Tenth Floor (Two More)

Chu Li went forward to meet them, caught the two Jiuyang beads with his hands, and smiled.

They flickered violently in Chu Li's hands, making Song Jing tremble with fear.

The two Nine Sun Pearls were obviously about to explode, so he could still laugh!

"boom!"

"Bang!" The two middle-aged men fell to the ground heavily, like a stone falling to the ground, and the ground seemed to tremble after the fall.

Chu Li stepped up to a middle-aged man and looked down at him: "How many levels have you practiced in the Blood Yang Divine Art?"

The middle-aged man's face was pale, and the corner of his mouth was stained with blood, but he stared at him without speaking.

Chu Li shook his head and sighed. He used the Blood Yang Divine Art, pressed his forehead, and slowly worked his internal energy.

"Bang!" A round of red sun appeared above the middle-aged man's head. The red light from the red sun enveloped him, but it didn't drive Chu Li out. Instead, the red light also enveloped Chu Li, absorbing internal energy from him.

Chu Li took advantage of the situation to lose his internal strength, and then looked at the middle-aged man's mind.

He showed a smile, and this time he finally saw clearly.

"How does the ninth level of mind work?" Chu Li asked slowly, "Blood Yang Divine Art..."

The middle-aged man's eyes widened in disbelief.

Another middle-aged man not far away also stared at him in surprise.

Song Jing narrowed her eyes slightly, and now she was finally sure that he did have his mind.

It's no wonder that he became the master of the Fumo Temple, who else could have such aptitude besides him, this is because those who are able work hard and can't blame others.

She shook her head slightly, and seeing Chu Li asked again, "How does the tenth layer of the Blood Yang Divine Art work?" Then he started laughing up to the sky, and asked, "Where's the eleventh layer?"

His face became gloomy, and then he saw the red sun suddenly shoot at the top of his head.

Chu Li formed seals with his hands, facing the red sun calmly.

The red sun fell into his head like a meteor, injected from Baihui acupoint, and disappeared.

A round of red sun appeared in Chu Li's mind, and then the red sun was waved by the empty demon in Chu Li's mind, and appeared above the demon's head.

The red sun emits red light and envelopes the demon.

Tianmo showed a happy smile and closed his eyes.

Chu Li also smiled.

Song Jing was baffled, she smiled for a while, sank her face for a while, and smiled again, unpredictable, but seeing that he could smile, it was obviously not a big deal.

As far as she knows, the red sun invading the body is a kind of existence similar to a curse. This is what the disciples of the Blood Yang Sect were dying. Take revenge for yourself.

Chu Li came to another middle-aged man and acted according to the law.

A red sun appeared above the middle-aged man's head, and he glared at Chu Li with incomparable resentment, and then the red sun shot into Chu Li's head, killing him immediately.

This red sun was more powerful than before the trip, and instantly blended with the red sun in the void of the mind, the red light suddenly became stronger, and the demon showed a more comfortable expression on his face.

Song Jing said: "Ask the ninth and tenth floors of the mental method?"

Chu Li shook his head and said nothing.

Song Jing snorted and said, "Okay, I know you asked, don't monks not lie!"

Chu Li smiled and said, "Have I ever spoken?"

Song Jing gave him a hard look and said, "You have to be careful when you have practiced the ninth and tenth layers of the Blood Yang Divine Art. The deeper the magic art, the more dangerous you are."

If the Buddhist martial arts is fire, then the magic power is water, the deeper the magic power, the colder the water, the harder it is for the two to blend, the stronger the power generated by the touch, the more dangerous it is, and it will destroy him at any time Own.

Chu Li nodded and said: "There is no other way, but it's a pity that we can't ask the twelfth floor."

It is rare for disciples to achieve the tenth level, let alone the twelfth level, unless they go to ask for it from the suzerain of the Blood Yang Sect, and even the suzerain of the Blood Yang Sect may not be able to master the twelfth level.

"Is it okay now?" Song Jing said, "Go back?"

Chu Li said: "Wait another hour."

He was talking, closed his eyes and sat aside, motionless and already settled down.

Song Jingbai shook her head with a glance at him, and floated up to the treetops, looking around to protect him.

The twilight permeated the four, slowly deepened and thickened, the tired birds returned to the forest, the night shrouded up, and the bright moon appeared in the sky, turning the surroundings into white.

The small village in the distance is lit up, but it has become quiet.

The people in the village didn't know that they had escaped a catastrophe and died from being tortured.

Song Jing secretly sighed, the reason why she practiced so hard was to be able to control her destiny, not to be slaughtered like them, life and death are at the mercy of one's thoughts.

"Let's go." Chu Li suddenly stood up.

The red sun that was empty in his mind has disappeared, and it has completely turned into red light and penetrated into the body of the demon, turning into the power of the demon.

With the idea of ​​​​the demon, blood and yang magic began to circulate in his body, and his temperament suddenly changed, becoming more handsome and tall, with a chic and unrestrained temperament.

Song Jing could clearly feel the change in him, and looked at him with a frown. Chu Li in front of her seemed to have put on her usual clothes, returned to her family, and became a handsome young man in troubled times.

"It's really weird." Song Jing said, "Since you have practiced the Blood Yang Divine Art, do you know its weakness?"

Chu Li shook his head: "It has no weaknesses."

Song Jing snorted: "Is there any martial arts with weak points in the world?"

Even the Jinghai book has weaknesses, the requirements for qualifications are too high, there are very few people in the world who can practice successfully, and there will not be many in the past, otherwise it will not be passed on to me.

What's more, Jinghaishu relies too much on the sea, once it leaves the sea, its power will be reduced by more than half.

The rest of the martial arts, even the miraculous and secret arts, all have their own weaknesses, and only by making use of their strengths and overcoming their weaknesses can they be successful.

Chu Li said: "Its level is higher than that of contemporary martial arts."

Other martial arts use essence to form qi, no matter how powerful it is, but it is reversed and uses deification to transform qi, so its internal force is different from that of other martial arts, with strong spiritual power and stronger power.

"No matter how high the level is, there are weaknesses." Song Jing snorted.

Chu Li said: "Maybe the lifespan is shorter."

What it consumes is the god, which is the root of longevity. The stronger the cultivation, the less suitable it is to fight with people, otherwise the loss of life will be too much and it will not be worthwhile.

Logically speaking, the Blood Yang Sect shouldn't be fighting.

However, the Blood Yang Sect has a secret method, which can not only refine the Jiuyang Pearl, but also enhance one's own energy and energy, and turn it into longevity to make up for losses.

So the Blood Yang Sect has already overcome the weakness of the Blood Yang Divine Art.

He also knew this secret method, but he didn't bother to do it.

Song Jing snorted and said: "Then you should stop practicing this, originally your lifespan is short, if you practice this again, you may not live for a few more years, the Demon Sect has a lot of martial arts, the twelve martial arts have the same effect on you, right? The key is to integrate with the Buddhist martial arts, not the Blood Yang Sect martial arts."

Chu Li shook his head slowly: "Who let us get in touch with it the most,... Don't worry, no matter how short my life is, I will first disintegrate the Demon Sect before I die!"

"Hmph, that's good!" Song Jing gave him a white look: "Then let's go find Li Feiyu?"

Chu Li's face became serious, and he nodded slowly.

Song Jing was also much more dignified.

Chu Li said: "It's still bright and dark, don't take the initiative to find him, he will come to you."

"Well, the old way." Song Jing nodded.

"...Then let's go!" Chu Li said slowly.

The next moment, the two appeared in the back garden of Tianle Mansion. Chu Li quietly hid in the dark, blending with the heaven and the earth, indistinguishable from each other.